 | 1884 - 502 oldal
...We should have little faith in the bird-song described by either one of those wizards of romance. " The skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere," lengthen a yard-measure is to gauge each new length of cloth by the preceding one, and not by the yardstick.... | |
 | 1884 - 572 oldal
...We should have little faith in the bird-song described by either one of those wizards of romance. " The skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere," in all their works. Cheerfulness and enthusiasm have always seemed to me to belong of right to the... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 304 oldal
...within't. [The key to this Enigma is the same as already given in the " Valentine." See page 53.] ULALUME. THE skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they...ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my soul. These were days when... | |
 | 1885 - 304 oldal
...my Annabel Lee. Mr. and Mrs. Sfoopenayie. By Stanley Huntley, " Brooklyn Eagle." of the UI.ALUME. I. THE skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they...misty mid region of Weir, — It was down by the dank tam of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. II. Here once, through an alley Titanic Of cypress,... | |
 | Maurice Thompson - 1885 - 192 oldal
...We should have little faith in the bird-song described by either one of those wizards of romance. " The skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere," in all their works. Cheerfulness and enthusiasm have always seemed to me to belong of right to the... | |
 | James Johonnot - 1885 - 202 oldal
...Peri beneath the dark sea" ^ " I see the dagger crest of Mar ; I see the Moray's silver star." m " The skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere." ®*> LESSON LXXX. The pirate was captured on the high seas. " He sees the white thread of the pathway... | |
 | John J. Moran - 1885 - 104 oldal
...the first meeting and the last farewell, the illustrious poet sings in his wonderful poem, "Ulalume:" The skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere; It was night in the lonesome October ( )f my most immemorial year. Our talk had been serious and sober,... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe - 1885 - 218 oldal
...fails to convey the proper suggestion in sound if not in sense. Take the lines in ' Ulalume : ' — ' It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year.' Here it would puzzle the most adroit student of words to attach a distinct usual sense, authenticated... | |
 | 1896 - 1140 oldal
...this same word that in " Ulalume " he invented a proper name merely that he might have a rhyme for it: It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial...lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It wag down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. The charm of these lines... | |
 | Edgar Allan Poe, Lavante, Lambert A. Wilmer - 1887 - 100 oldal
...as a third — it might almost seem— for the sole purpose of supplying that missing letter : ' ' The skies they were ashen and sober ; The leaves they were crisped and sere — Theleaves they were withering and sere." Why not " withered," except for some fanciful ' reason... | |
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THE skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere, The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir:... 
